Chapter 3: Watching the Drama
"You must have heard of the two shifts just now, one is named Arthur and the other is Jeanne d'Arc, who was good a few years ago, and now they have been transferred to the same group." Brother Li raised his hand and pointed with his thumb at the two black-armored warriors who were changing shifts behind him: "I heard that Arthur liked Merlin who came with him at first, but Merlin didn't feel for her, and ran after Li Er, Li Er, you know, the Tao Te Ching, the rumors are so bad that it can't work." It's a pity I didn't see it, and then it seems to have disappeared. Further on, Joan of Arc appeared. ”
Karma? So show, Lao Tzu and Merlin, Arthur and Joan of Arc? It's kind of emotional to think about. Only on the human side, celebrities from different time and space and countries have appeared, and it seems that this other world is almost an all-star lineup. Xu Rui couldn't help but be interested.
Just when Xu Rui was still thinking about which celebrities he could get in touch with, the three of them had already walked to the front of the guidance hall.
"The temple is an official institution, and it is located in the center of the settlements of all races. The main job is to guide the newcomers. Brother Li explained.
"In fact, it is to expand the potential preferences of different people, which can strengthen or extend the original ability. For example, the meaning of the Heavenly River that I comprehended, I can integrate it into my original spell exercises, and even go directly to the Avenue of Water. Tianpeng added: "When Xiao Li first came, he only played boxing and sticking, I just thought that he had a fist intent, stick intent or something, but it turned out to be the same martial saint intent as Guan Yu, and now I can't win it." ”
"Brother Pig, I'm embarrassed about what you said. It's time to get there, Brother Xu, let's go in, we'll wait for you here. Brother Li scratched his head embarrassedly.
In front of it is a church-like building with a large bronze door in front of it. More than a dozen patterns such as crosses, skeletons, Tai Chi Bagua, swords and shields were carved along the outer wall of the door frame. , giving people a nondescript feeling, there is a sickle-like pattern and the pattern of the Buddhist "*" character print is out of place, and it is messily engraved in the blank space of the wall. Seeing this, Xu Rui had a strong sense of unreliability for this so-called official organization.
Walking in front of the huge bronze door, when I was about to reach for the doorknob and push the door in, I heard a familiar 'ding' sound, and the huge copper door slowly opened to both sides.
Listening to the heavy rattling sound of the door and the reverberating modern sound of 'ding...', Xu Rui, who maintained the action of pushing the door, felt very embarrassed.
Packing up his clothes, Xu Rui walked into the main hall.
The light shining through the stained glass and the glimmer of the flickering candles in the hall rendered a sense of sacredness, which made Xu Rui's mood calm.
Look up at the depths of the big point, rub, Maitreya Buddha? Looking at the nine-step stone platform on the innermost side of the main hall, a two-meter-high, one-and-a-half-meter-wide pure gold seat was 'embedded' with a familiar bald fat man.
There is absolutely no mistake, Xu Rui still has a jade pendant of Maitreya Buddha hidden in the drawer of his computer desk, although the fat man in front of him is sloppy and wearing a priest's robe, but Xu Rui immediately affirmed his identity.
"Xu Rui Xiaoyou, you have a relationship with my Buddha~" Maitreya Buddha grinned.
What does it mean? Want me to be a monk? Xu Rui was taken aback.
"No, just enter my door, you can keep the cultivation of the hair. My Buddha can teach you the 'heart of an arhat' to help you grasp the true meaning of my Buddhist family. Before Xu Rui refused, he saw that Maitreya Buddha seemed to have read his thoughts.
I have to say that Maitreya Buddha's words make Xu Rui, who is in the world of Qiyi, very tempting. But after thinking about it, this shouldn't be the official guiding word, thinking about it carefully, Xu Rui was afraid for a while, if he agreed directly with a hot head, maybe he would have been taken away now.
Maitreya Buddha looked at Xu Rui, his eyes flashed, and then he spread out his right hand, only to see a Buddha realm emerging in his palm, beginning to evolve the rules, slowly inducing in his mouth, hundreds of flooding lotus flowers visible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air, surrounding Xu Rui.
Xu Rui's eyes suddenly began to become fanatical, and there was always a voice in his heart urging him to agree.
Just as Xu Rui's lips trembled slightly, and his throat was about to make a sound, he saw a soft snort from the main hall: "Lotus with a tongue?" What Shakyamuni said was that farting is not possible? I saw that the words sounded, and the lotus flowers burst like foam, and the restlessness in Xu Rui's heart was instantly suppressed, making him rejoice, and at the same time, he couldn't help but guess the owner of this sound.
"I don't need you to care, this is a major event of my Buddhist family, and you know why you came to bother with my purpose." Maitreya Buddha still had a smiling expression, but his words were filled with annoyance.
"This son is to inherit the dream butterfly of the Zhuang Zhou brothers, and I have an old relationship, don't you want to have a fight with me if you don't leave?" An indifferent voice came.
"Is there such a thing? I don't know, the weather has been hot and dry recently, and my eyes are not relatively dry, so I haven't looked at the little brother's heels. Since Brother Dao said so, the little monk left first. Although Maitreya Buddha's reason is lame, it still gives the owner of this voice enough face. I saw that the door of the Buddha country was wide open, and Maitreya Buddha disappeared after stepping in.
Listening to the conversation between the two bigwigs, Xu Rui's heart jumped, anyway, no matter what, Lao Tzu seemed to have picked up a treasure. Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, this hearing is so powerful that it flies. And there is a big guy that Maitreya Buddha is afraid of as a backer, won't he be able to mix well in this world in the future? I can't think about it, my saliva is going to flow out.
I only heard the voice in the hall and said: "Don't think about it, the Tao is natural, this world is not as simple as you think, the meaning of the dream butterfly can be mastered without inheritance, but this Tao is temporarily vacant, and your ability has a chance to enter the Tao." ”
"Xuanwei Zi Daoist Friend hasn't woken up soon!" As soon as the words fell, I saw an inconspicuous corner behind the stone pillar of the main hall, a slightly chubby figure scolded and broke the golden silk hemp rope on his body, lifted his pants and walked out.
"Dead fatty, see if I don't kill you next time we meet!" I saw a white-bearded old man with a sarcoma scolding and scolding and walked to the golden chair, putting on the priest's robe that Maitreya Buddha had dropped: "Tie me up with the fairy god of the cottage, and dare to pick my clothes, angry old man, another day the old man will definitely recruit 800 strong men to serve you well..."
The red-faced old man turned his head to look at the void: "Thank you Daoyou, Xu Xiaoyou can hand it over to me, please be relieved." ”
"Yes." If the voice slowly dissipates like a substance, the mysterious man must have left.
The seemingly sloppy old man sat on the golden chair with his legs crossed, and did not speak, but squeezed his eyebrows at Xu Rui.
I don't know how long it took, when Xu Rui's legs and feet were numb, the old man above suddenly said slowly: "Martial arts in the world, only fast and unbreakable." ”
I'm rubbing, you think you're the evil god of Huoyun, the figure of the old man in front of you coincides with the image in the movie, this is a spoof of me.
As soon as the thought passed, I saw a silver revolver appear on the side of the old man's head, and a fire burst out with a 'bang', and the smoke and dust dispersed, and I saw the old man holding a deformed bullet between his fingers.
Really? Physical cos? Xu Rui felt that his brain was a little short-circuited, this old man was here to act for him?
"Stupid, haven't you found out yet? I didn't conjure up this gun. When Xu Rui was dumbfounded, the old man said quietly.